This is another great poem from the poet formerly known as Amanda Letterman

Wild Run
The sound pounds in your brain.
Echoing off the walls of your mind.
The sound of your heartbeat.
As you run through a maze of trees.
Mist rolls at your feet like water.
Trees, vines fly by in a blur.
Animals scurry from your path.
As you run one with the forest.
One with the earth beneath your feet.
You feel the power of the ground under you.
The flow of energy from every living thing.
Child of the earth, Daughter of the sun,
Sister to the moon, Mother of the stars.
One with creation.

freedom

10-05-2005, 07:04 AM

You flatter me Kai! I am terribly happy that you like my work. I'll post more myself soon.